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Lest We Forget

They went with songs to the battle, they were young.
Straight of limb, true of eyes, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted,
They fell with their faces to the foe.
They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.


Lest we forget.

April 25. ANZAC Day. A day of national remembrance in Australia and New Zealand for those that died while serving king and country. As a way of remembering, services were held today in cities all across the nation - lest we forget the sacrifices made.

But a tragic note was added to the already poignant cry of today when three young air force men were killed when their helicopter crashed while on its way to a memorial service in Wellington. Three young men who died too young, just as those who have gone before and who paid the ultimate price.

The news affected me more than I expected. Perhaps because of the t…

Two Paths

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My life has taken an unexpected turn. Behind me is the path I've trodden before. It was open and light and I knew where it went. The Lord was with me as a friend who walked the same road. It required energy and faith but the destination was always in sight. I knew I was blessed to walk such a path.

Ahead of me the path is dark and rocky and there are so many corners that I can't see where it goes. It is the path He has chosen for me to walk this time. He alone knows the destination and He walks beside me as my guide.

And yet, even though He comes with me, even though He knows where we're going, He knows that I often doubt. He knows that sometimes I falter. And so He has provided lights along the way. Friends who encourage and support and pray. When the route seems darkest and I'm not sure if I'm going forward or backward, someone is there to provide a light so that I can find the path again. Someone to lend a helping hand, to dry the tears, to tie the shoelaces that…

Say That Again

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I thought the fact that I had trouble understanding The Most Adorable Granddaughter in the World#1 on the phone was my fault. In person I have no difficulty. She speaks clearly so therefore I blamed my inability to understand her on my partial deafness, on our phone, on background noise, even on the distance.

But this weekend when The Most Adorable Granddaughter#1 stayed over I learnt the real reason for my inability to understand her.

As I watched her skip, dance, roll around the floor as she talked to her parents, I realised that she never sits still and as a result her mouth probably rarely makes contact with the mouthpiece on the phone.




Reminds me of her Daddy who used to learn his spelling words while standing on his head!

Some Days We Just Need Comfort Food

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My sons had no idea earlier today that when they offered to do some baking (read: make something sweet and fatty that doesn't exist in Mum's recipe book) that by the end of the day I would be needing some comfort food.

Not want. Need.

Today I heard from the publisher re my latest manuscript. It seems that due to the fact that Australian published Christian fiction doesn't do too well in the Christian market (due to the high cost of producing said books which translates to a higher cost to the consumer) they've decided to hold off publishing any more fiction until mid-2011. I can wait until then to resubmit my manuscript or I can look for another publisher.

Naturally I'll be doing some praying about this and waiting on the Lord for what He wants me to do but at this point in time these are my options as I see them:

Option One: Wait until mid-2011 to resubmit. If - and I'm wondering now if it's a big "if" - if they do decide to publish it then it wo…

Please Stay With Me

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while I make changes to my blog. It might seem that every time you come here it's different (or is just me that visits every day!) but I'm slowly working on it and hopefully it will eventually be a beautiful little home on the 'net where everyone is welcome (well you're all welcome now but you know what I mean).

The problem is, I know what I want but I can't do it all in one go. Like decorating a home on a budget or with a ten-year plan: you do a little bit at a time until eventually it's the way you want it to look. Same with my blog.

I'll get there. I promise. One day.

In the meantime, I'll share my recipe for ambrosia. I picked up the ingredients while out shopping earlier today since Son#1 and his family are coming for dinner (they're dropping off The Most Adorable Granddaughter in the World#1 to stay over - she's very excited as are we). I made the ambrosia once I got home but sadly it wouldn't all fit in the serving bowl so Son#4 and So…

A Conversation

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Recently I've been afraid of the phone. Not because of telemarketers (although that's one bonus about working - there's less of such calls) but because each update of Son#1 has been the same. No change. No improvement. Still sick and utterly exhausted.

As a parent I so desperately want good news. I want to hear and know that he's on the road to recovery. I want him to be well again. To be himself again. To be able to spend time with his precious girls.

But as the weeks have passed, the news remains the same. And I'm at the point where I'm almost afraid to ring.

But ring I did today and after I'd spoken to DIL#1 (still no change), The Most Adorable Granddaughter in the World#1 wanted to talk to me on the phone. We were having a delightful conversation when she mentioned that her other grandmother - Granny - was about to go home after visiting and do some work on the farm.

I mentioned that her Granny was a busy lady.

"She's not a lady," The Most Ador…

My Redeemer Lives

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Now on the first day of the week, very early in the morning, they, and certain other women with them, came to the tomb bringing the spices which they had prepared. But they found the stone rolled away from the tomb. Then they went in and did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. And it happened, as they were greatly perplexed about this, that behold, two men stood by them in shining garments. Then, as they were afraid and bowed their faces to the earth, they said to them, “Why do you seek the living among the dead? He is not here, but is risen! Remember how He spoke to you when He was still in Galilee, saying, ‘The Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, and be crucified, and the third day rise again.’”

For I know that my Redeemer lives,
And He shall stand at last on the earth.


But the angel answered and said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you seek Jesus who was crucified. He is not here; for He is risen, as He said. Come, see the place where the Lord…

What Can I Say?

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(by Martin Smith)

Thank You for saving me, what can I say?
You are my everything, I will sing Your praise.
You shed Your blood for me, what can I say?
You took my sin and shame,
a sinner called by name.

Great is the Lord,
Great is the Lord,
For we know Your Truth has set us free,
You've set your hope in me.

Mercy and grace are mine, forgiven is my sin,
Jesus my only hope, the Saviour of the world.
"Great is the Lord" we cry,
God let Your kingdom come,
Your Word has let me see,
thank You for saving me!

Great is the Lord,
Great is the Lord,
For we know Your Truth has set us free,
You've set your hope in me.

Thank You for saving me, what can I say?

Blueb'ry

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We have three new family members as of today. Well, two are only on loan for a week or so, but we're hoping the other one will decide to stay.

On Monday we discovered a mother cat and her five kittens living under our building at work. Mother cat was decidedly skinny but her coat looked shiny and healthy and all five kittens looked extremely healthy. We've had a lovely time taking the children around to see them and feeding and cuddling all six. It's been particularly lovely in the afternoons when they're been out dozing in the sun and we've been able to sit in the sun also and enjoy a slower pace of life for a little while.

But all good things must come to an end. This weekend is Easter and in New Zealand the start of our holiday between terms. For the next two weeks there will be no one to feed or care for the cats.

Three kittens were immediately snapped up and went to good homes. The other two are also spoken for but the new owners wanted them to stay with their mo…